Chapter 43: The Zoya, Part 1

Trent held my hand as he drove away from Bushnell Falls. I was still so confused about everything that happened with him and Isach. And now I was worried, too, because I'd left without telling Abby or Ellie or anyone else where I was going. Isach would probably tell Abby, but I should've told Ellie. What if she left the party without me? How would I get back to her place? Or home? How would any of us explain not being together like we said we would?

"Where are we going?" I asked.

We were shrouded by complete darkness; the only light came from the truck's headlights.

"Somewhere private," he said.

He pulled to a stop in front of a rundown building located at a dead-end street. There wasn't any sign to indicate what this place used to be, but it was bigger than a house, probably a business of some sort.

"Don't worry. We're not going inside," he said.